The Chronicles of Erica, Part I SeXStoRY

HARD PASSION: The Chronicles of Erica Bradson. Chapter 1 : Huge Change! My name is Erica Bradson, I am 48 years of age and I have been happily married to my husband Daniel for 23 years. I have three c***dren, Emma the oldest is 19 years old, my son Brian is 18 and my youngest Peter is 14. We have always been regarded as the perfect f****y, my husband Daniel worked at a Pharmaceutical company called Binarex Implants & Co, my oldest daughter Emma left for college when she was 18, my son Peter is in high school starting his second year, while my son Brian had some minor problems at his former school which resulted in him dropping out of high school but now he is back at a new school. Ever since I had my last c***d Peter my work as a librarian became almost impossible for me mostly because of my back, so now I write c***dren’s book at home. It would sound that we are the perfect f****y. Little did I know that my life would change. It all started two years ago when my husband Daniel was offered the position of chairman of the board for a new company called Erinak, we were all happy and excited. Though we had to move closer to the company, our lives were more fruitful than ever. Brian was especially happy as he was able to find himself a new school, Peter on the other hand was not so happy to leave his home and friends, we had quite a fight over the issue and I believe he blamed me more than his father. Still we moved and were ready to begin our lives again. We have now lived two years here and I could not be happier, my sons have settled fine in their new schools and my daughter continues her studies at the college, I only wish it would be the same for me. Ever since my husband became the chairman of Erinak our lives have been less and less frequent, we still love each other very much but his work has left us with no time for each other. Though I knew this would happen I never expected it to bother me so much, ever since my last c***d our sex life changed to somewhat less intimate, mostly because of our c***dren, but we always had some time to satisfy each other, but now even that was gone. My womanly urges were the only thing bothering me. One day my son Brian invited his friend Malik over to our house, I never really knew much about him except that he was a little bit older then my son Brian. I also did not like him too much as he was always around whenever I heard rumours that vandals had caused some trouble. Still I had to give my son’s friend a chance so the day he came over I prepared a nice dinner and awaited eagerly for them to come home from school. When I heard the main door opening I went downstairs to greet my son’s friend, while my son took of his jacket I greeted Malik. The moment I saw him I was both surprised and a little frightened, though I did not show it. He was a tall person taller than my husband and my son, he was dressed in a thick orange undershirt with a logo I could not understand and oversized blue jeans that kept falling down revealing his white underwear. He was very well built as his muscles showed off thanks to his undershirt, his skin was black and smooth with no scars, he had dreads going down to his neck which were tied by a pair of gummy strings. He turned around towards me and smiled, his blue eyes staring at me, his face was smooth and perfect with no blisters that the usual teenager have. He walked towards me and stretched his hand and presented himself to me. I was a little slow but I took his hand which was firm and soft, shaking it proved to be all up to him as he was strong as a bull. He was very polite something that struck me, since most of my son’s friends were mostly rude like teenagers were, but this person was not. My son and Malik went up to my Brian’s room, while I remained in the living room puzzled with thoughts, wondering how my son had met this boy, I was also very puzzled by the fact that he was not at all like those other friends of my son. While I was sitting there in the living room alone I heard someone coming down the stairs, it was Malik. He came downstairs looking for something, my first thought was that he was looking for something valuable to steal, as I was trying to find excuses for myself to why he was so polite. After secretly watching him for three seconds I decided to move towards him, he saw me and asked where he could throw a piece of plastic he was holding in his hand. I was embarrassed with myself by the fact that I had even thought that he was stealing, I told him to give the plastic to me and that I would throw it for him, after handing me the plastic I went over to the kitchen and opened the cabin under the sink to throw the piece of plastic into the trash can, as I was bending over I felt that someone was watching me I turned around rather quickly to find no one standing there. I felt like a fool not only did I think he was a burglar but also a pervert, what a fool I was. The truth was that I was making all of these things up in my mind because I was lonely, deep inside me I wanted someone to look at my huge behind. A couple of days had gone by and my thoughts had been raging inside me like a wild horse itching for a carrot, only I was not itching for a carrot. It was already past six, and I was preparing dinner as usual, my son Peter was sl**ping over at his friend’s house, while my husband was working late again and my son Brian was out with his friends. Not even did the clock strike seven that I heard a bang coming from the door, I went toward the door to see my son Brian angry and slamming the door again, before I even was able to ask him what was going on he ran up to his room. I followed him upstairs and knocked on his door asking him what had happened, only to be told to mind my own business, after asking him over and over again with no apparent respond I decided to call my husband, just when I was about to go downstairs I heard my son cursing Malik. I had no idea what had happened. After trying to get my husband on the phone with no avail and getting no response from my son I decided to go to Malik to get some answers. Before leaving I told my son through the door that I was going out for a bit without telling him that I was going to Malik’s home, since I did not want him to try to stop me. I knew where he lived since I had driven my son to his house before, he lived in a huge house owned by his parents who have moved to Europe while Malik remained to finish school. It was raining hard while I drove there, I could barely see anything, so I parked my car at the intersection before arriving and started walking towards the house I suddenly felt uneasy as the rain and thunder kept falling, it started to rain even harder and so I ran towards Malik’s house before getting all wet. When I reached his porch I saw the light on inside, indicating he was home I rang the doorbell, when I got no answer I rang again, then within a minute the door opened and I saw Malik in a towel soaked and dripping in water. My eyes stood still looking at his stomach muscles and chest, and my thoughts ran wild. He was startled to see me and invited me in right away before I got to wet, I sat down on his red sofa as he asked me to and then he took my coat and hanged it on the knob by the main door. After a second or so I heard him saying that he was in the shower and that he did not hear the first bell, still in his towel he stood in front of me without even trying to cover himself up and asked me why I was here. I came out of my perverted thoughts and told him about my son. After explaining to him what was going on, he went towards the kitchen and returned with two soda cans and gave one to me without even asking me whether I wanted one or not. He then sat down beside me and explained to me that my son has a crush on a friend of Malik called Jayla and that my son Brian became angry at Malik when he told him that my son was not Jayla’s type. I became relieved by the fact that this was only a boy crush thing, but then came the a-bomb. Malik then told me that before he was able to explain why Jayla was not my son’s type Brian punched Malik in the face and started destroying things in his house he then ran out of the house. I was shocked at hearing those words, the thought that my son had actively hit someone destroyed my dream of a perfect f****y completely. I became confused and sad, my son had become someone else, I turned to Malik and asked him to not please make any charges. He stood up and went to throw his soda in the trash can, as he was turning around I could see part of his penis under his towel, which made all of my perverted thoughts resurface wilder then before. He came towards me and sat in front of me with his legs parted almost like he wanted me to see his penis. He then said that he will have to explain a lot of things to his parents about the broken stuff, just then I snapped out of my thoughts and raised myself up from the sofa and said that I would give him the money for the destroyed stuff. He said he was not interested in money, then he looked at me and smiled, he stood up and put his hand on my shoulder, that simple touch made my body warm and soft. He then said that he has seen how I look at him, and that he knows that I need certain attention, he grabs my big behind which sends my soft warm body into a frenzied furnace and with no reaction from me Malik kept grappling. I did not even try to stop him from touching me, my thoughts went in all directions telling me this is wrong and yet my body wants this, I tell myself that I am doing this for my son, but that is a lie. He slips his hand into my long skirt and pulls it down, he then plunges his tongue into my mouth, which makes me fall into a dream of lust. I start to unwillingly sucking his tongue which is dancing inside my mouth, his saliva starts to enter and expand into my mouth, and I willingly swallow it down my throat. Not even my husband has kissed me so good, his towel falls off and reveals his semi erect black penis, while we still kiss he directs my left hand to touch his penis, without thinking I grab it and I realize I cannot hold it fully around with my hand. I then break off to see how big his penis is, to my surprise his semi erect penis was longer and thicker then I even thought humanly possible, he looked at me and smiled saying to me what I already knew, that I had never seen a bigger dick in my life. My vagina was dripping like a waterfall, making my underwear seemingly soaked, he kept grabbing my behind and kissing my neck so good that I responded by stroking his humongous penis without even realizing it. I felt his penis getting larger and larger as I kept stroking him to a point that I even became scarred to know how big it could get, he then stopped me from stroking it, at first I was afraid he had lost interest, but then he told me to turn around and show him my ass. I turned around embarrassed at the fact that my behind was so big, but he only bent down and grabbed my ass telling me how wonderful it was, after years of complaints from my husband that my ass was getting too big, I started to feel embarrassed of my behind, but hearing Malik say those words made me even more soaked then before. Malik then pulled my wet underwear down revealing my soaking hairy vagina to him, making me even more embarrassed at the thought of having someone starring at my naked behind with my vagina dripping like a waterfall. Malik came so close that I could feel his breath hitting my vagina, in that moment my thoughts started protesting to the fact that what I was allowing was wrong while I tried to contradict myself that I was doing this for my son, then the feeling of something slippery and soft invaded me making me gasp so suddenly that my saliva dripped out of my mouth. Malik was pushing his tongue deep into me, to the point that his teeth hit the side of my vagina, I almost fell when he invaded me and I was struggling to hold myself up, his tongue was dancing even more now than before and was pushing itself to a point that almost paralysed me. While I was drooling with saliva gasping for air, my thoughts went into ecstasy and fell themselves prey to the same feeling my body was having, the feeling of his tongue passing through me, his teeth marking me at the sides and his nose touching and breathing at my anus made me come over and over again. He then retracted his piercing tongue from my wet hole, his teeth lifted itself from the grapple they had done and his nose stopped breathing at my anus, I thought for a moment that it was over, as he had just with his tongue already given me more pleasure then what my husband has given me in all our years. As I was catching my breath slowly and able to steady myself better a huge round soft and warm thing was pushing itself into my wet hole, just as I was about to realize that it was his penis head, it pierced f***efully deep within me, my eyes rolled back and my saliva shot itself out of my mouth like a cannon with my tongue dangling outside, the gasping noise that I made echoed throughout the entire house and my legs clenched themselves tightly as if by reflex. His member was all inside me and I could feel every single bl**d vein of his dick pulsating within me, Malik grunted and exclaimed how tight I was, I did not hear him, the long thick monster penis of his had reached places within me that were never explored and had made me go into a state of exploding coma, he then slowly began to move back and forth and with every thrust he would make sure to ball me so to get it even deeper within me. He kept grunting and huffing as his penis kept drilling me, his hands were the only thing keeping me steady as they were holding around my huge behind as if to make sure I would take his entire penis within me, I came out of my coma state when he directed my head towards him and began to suck and kiss my tongue, I began to taste the essence of his tongue that had been within me and it made me clench his dick even more, he grunted and commented that his dick was getting sucked in and the feeling of his dick forcing itself passed certain points within me kept me coming more than before. I then felt it grow a little bigger and that is when I knew he was about to blow. He then confirmed it when he said he was about to cum, as if by a miracle I was able to find my motherly instinct within me and told him not to cum inside me, at first I was afraid he would not hear me as he was holding me tightly and his member was so deep down me that it felt like it was impossible to get out in time, as I saw his face his eyes were clenched shut as if he was struggling to keep something inside, whether it was his member or his cum I did not know, but I hoped it was his cum. Just as I felt his penis head exploding his slippery member f***ed itself out of me and was retracted back, his hands left me and I fell down on the floor exhausted as if having given birth. I glanced at him and just as I was catching his eyes to mine, his penis burst a torrent of cum right on my back, he exclaimed frantically and without even stroking his member the torrent of cum kept on coming, to the point I could see his huge sacks of balls shrink heavily. As the last spurt of cum hit both me and the floor Malik fell down as well, breathing heavily his penis began to go limp and losing most of its growth and length, and as I saw it go limp the thought that I had cheated on my husband began to arise, and my guilt began to devour me, as well as curiosity to the fact that as limp Malik’s cock had become it was still far longer and thicker than my husband’s fully erect penis and as I lay there I knew my life would change from now on. Oh what will happen now? To Be Continued...

The Trouble with Brittany Pt2 SeXStoRY

So, a few weeks had passed since Brittany had sucked my cock and ate my asshole. Lisa returned home from work and things fell back into our usual pace, of work, dinner, Tv and then bed. Brittany had started school and was busy so she was hardly around. I did notice that my weed surplus was beginning to dwindle so I decided that I'd leave her a note, letting her know that I knew that she was helping herself. Not a huge deal, but she needed to know that I was not an idiot. Even if I did leave the safe closed, but not locked. "hey, this shit is not free. Help yourself but slow down a bit, please." I taped the note to the bong and left it inside the air tight safe where I keep my stash and left for work. Traffic on the way to work sucked, as there was an accident on the freeway that apparently cost one person his life and the other their car. While in the mess, I decided to break the law and check my emails on my phone. If I was going to be late, I might as well get a bit of work done. I got into the first few emails when my phone buzzed, indicating there was an incoming text, then another and then a third. I didn't recognize the number, but opened the one word text anyway. "SORRY" was what it said. Obviously Brittany had got into my stash this morning and found the note. Then I opened the second. It was from Lisa, saying that she figured that I was stuck in traffic and in a foul mood and didn't want to talk, but wanted me to know that she had to take a few of the students that were temping at the office for dinner as it was their last week there and that she wouldn't be home til after 11. Excellent. Traffic started moving again before I got to the third text, figuring it was just "I love you" or something as trivial. It was clear sailing from this point on and I got into the office "just" fifteen minutes late. As I walking into the office I quickly checked the third text that was going to send my right back into the car and heading home. "I'm staying home from school, Lis is gone til 11, see you tonight". In mid-stride, my cock stiffened and balls stirred. I quickly banged off a text in reply "hm in 20" ran into the office, said "hi and bye" to everyone, told John, my partner that I was just grabbing a file and was going to work from home today and that I'd see him tomorrow. Walking through the house I heard Britt in her room with her music playing. I walked in to see her sitting on her bed taking a hit from the bong. Smiling she said once again "sorry for helping myself, I didn't think you'd mind, but you leave before I get up and..." she stopped talking as I undid my pants and walked over to her on the bed. I grabbed her by the side of her head and pulled her roughly towards me as I stuck my tongue in her mouth. I was just as shocked this time as I was the first time as I felt how tiny her tongue was against mine. Once again I started playing with her perky tits and nipples until they were rock hard. What a girl. Tiny waist and fantastic tits and nipples but other than that built like a 17 year old boy. My cock jumped a bit as she fished it out from my underwear and flicked the tip of her tongue over the slit until it was fully hard and spilling out of her hand. Looking at it from this angle I could see that my dick was a little thicker than her wrist. I replaced her hand with mine and slapped it against her cheek, gently at first then a little harder. I told her to stick her tongue out. She did what she was told and I started slapping it with my rod. Once, twice, three times. She looked up at me and opened her eyes. I told her that I wanted to fuck her mouth and cum all over her again. I told her to open her mouth, as she did, I snowballed a wad of my saliva into her mouth and kissed her deeply once more. She smiled and took my thickness into her mouth about a 1/3 of the way and closed her eyes and f***ed more into her. I took Britt by the ears and pulled out a bit until the head was just touching her bottom lip. I pushed most of my cock back into her mouth, a little faster this time. Soon, I was pulling in and out and we got into a nice rhythm, of her bobbing up and down on my cock as I imagined myself bending this 21 year old girl that looks like a 17 year old boy over and fucking her from behind. I matched my imaginary strokes to the pace of her mouthing fucking and before I knew it, I had her by her chin with my left hand so that she could look into my eyes as I finished myself off with my right hand by first rubbing my cock into the drool that had formed on her cheeks and chin for lube and then stroking my cock, it didn't take long, as I soon felt that old familiar tingle in my nutsack, I held my breath and as my fingers started to tingle, one, two, and then a third glob of cum blasted all over her face. It is one of my favorite things to do, but Lisa didn't like it so I hadn't given a really hot facial for a LONG fucking time. I avoided her eyes, but tried to get as much of it into her mouth as I could. To her credit, she took a bit, but that was all, the rest of my cum hit her closed mouth as Britt tried to spit out what was in and keep the rest out. As she spit, it pooled on her chin and ran off onto the floor. I stopped cumming and put my cock to her mouth and she gave it a little kiss and fell back onto the bed. I told her that it was her turn and that I'd love to eat her pussy the way that she has sucked my cock the last few times. After a minute of silence, she turned onto her side and said "no". I zipped up and patted her ass, and said "I am going to eat that pussy sometime..." and left the room.

teaching my s****r about sex SeXStoRY

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I am such a slut........7 SeXStoRY

I am such a slut........7 I couldnt believe that this was happening. I was so excited that I was shaking. I could hardly breathe. My first, my first real date dressed as a woman. I had met him over the internet on craigslist. We had talked. Exchanged pictures. And tonight, tonight was the night. I had checked into the hotel around five and began preparing. I laid my clothes out on the bed. My white panties trimmed in lace and my white thigh highs. My four inche white heels, open toed that would show off my pedicure and my pink toenail polish. A white lacy bra to push up my small breasts. A one piece dress, pink and tight that gathered at my waist and showwed off my ass and legs. I hopped in the shower and began shaving myself again just to be very smooth. The nair had removed most of the hair on my body. The shaving did the rest. I ran my hand across mybody and felt my boyclit stir. My body felt so good to me. I shampooed my hair and combed it through, pulling it back off of my forehead. I exited the shower and dried myself and applied some scented skin lotion to smooth my body. I loved the scent, lilac. it made me feel like such a girl. I sat down in front of the mirror and began to apply my makeup first doing my eyes with black eyeliner and mascara, exentuating my dark brown eyes...... then my lips. Applying lipstick. My now pink lips. the lips that tonight I would suck cock with. I puckered them together.mmm. I was in heaven. I reached for my new hoop earrings and placed them in each ear. Then I began to work on my hair. Brushing it. Blowwing it. Applying some gel to give it some body as I pulled it back and fussed with it, just like a girl would do. My dark brown hair, now a bit longer, looked very sexy. How good I felt as I looked at myself in the mirror. I snorted a little fairy dust to enhance my excitement. Looked at myself again in the mirror and smiled. Soon he would be here. What would we do? What would he do to me? I was so excited. I began putting on my clothes when my phone binged that I had a text. It was from him telling me that he was on his way and that he was looking forward to being with me.........and that he wanted to fuck me. My pulse quickened at that thought. He had told me that he was well hung. Over seven inches he had said. I imagined how that would feel in my throat, how it would taste. I imagined how that would feel inside of me. Deep inside of me. I quickly put on my panties tucking my boyclit......clasping my bra behind me......rolling my thigh highs up my legs. Was this how a girl felt preparing for a date? I stopped realizing that as yet I had not put on my perfume. So I walked to the vanity and picked up the bottle of perfume. Obsession. I sprayed it on my neck and my wrists and rubbed them together like a woman would. Then I sprayed some, just a squirt, on the inside of my thighs....just in case. How good the smell was. One more hit of fairy dust.... I was feeling so good. So wonderfully femine. I continued to dress. My dress was next, stepping into it and pulling it up on me. Straightening it out. Then my shoes. How I loved to put on my shoes. How I loved to stand in them. To wiggle while I walked across the room. I felt so naughty. I felt like such a woman. I put on my tennis bracelet and the diamond necklace that I had bought for the occassion. What a wonderful night this was going to be. I cleaned up the room, turned on some light music and inhaled deeply smelling my perfume and lost in my thoughts of what the hours ahead might bring. I was in a trance, lost in my thoughts and this moment. Then came a knock on the door.

Party for 4 SeXStoRY

Paula and I had been doing the whole "friend" thing for a while. We were friends, but I wanted more but she didn't want to ruin the relationship. We worked together and on the 4th of July weekend we had a big party at Renee's house. Her parents were out of town and even though we were all over 21 they wouldn't have liked to see the huge tub of ice cold beer that we drank all day long. The party was fun and for a long time there were about 20 people there, but slowly people started to filter out. Soon enough it was just Paula and I, Renee and her boyfriend Mark. Renee was about 5'2" and maybe 100 lbs soaking wet. She had perfect tits for her body size and and ass that wouldn't quit. Paula was a couple of inches taller and about 40 lbs heavier, but most of the weight was well put. She was curvy and very well endowed. We cleaned up a bit and at around midnight we went inside and started to watch TV. It was a boring show, but Mark and Renee started to make out. Paula told them to "get a room" as a joke, but I was actually a little disappointed thinking they would go upstairs to Renee's room, but they didn't. They just stayed on the couch and really started to go to town. We were still all in bathing suits and soon enough Mark had his one hand in her bikini panties and he removed her top with the other. She was working on his shorts as well and had them half down over his ass. I looked over at Paula and she was getting hot, her nipples were hard and stood out very clearly through the material of her bathing suit. She was also doing that little leg thing. I slid over next to her and put my arm around her and whispered in her ear "The show is hot isn't it?" She just turned towards me and gave me a hard kiss. The light was green. Mark meanwhile was engaged in a 69 with Renee with him on top. She was sucking his cock with a rabid intensity and working it over with both hands. I moved my hand up to Paula's tits, gently rubbing her nipples. She moaned and reached back into my shorts. She grabbed my cock and just held it. I was hard as a rock and leaking pre-cum. By this time Renee was sitting on the couch and Mark was on his knees in front of her feeding his cock into her shaven pussy. I reached over and untied the know at the side of Paula's bottoms. She responded by half rolling on to her back and spreading her legs. I now had total access to her sweet pussy. I ran a finger in deep and took it out. She was very wet and I sucked my finger clean. I moved my way down and started to lick her pussy. I untied the other side of her panties. I used one hand to spread the lips and used my other hand to remove her bra. Glancing over I see that Mark is really hammering Renee but they both looking over at us. I got up on my knees and pulled my shorts down. My cock was hard a a rock and I was dying to fuck. I entered Paula and she gasped. Soon enough we were almost matching Mark and Renee. Mark pulled out of Renee and shot his load all over her chest and some on her face. She started to rub it in. Paula seemed to really like this and started to cum. The squeezing of her pussy on my cock got me close to the edge, but I held back. I leaned back and asked Paula to get on her hands and knees. I started fucking her doggy and she reached back and started fondling my shaved ball sack. This really got me hot and I pulled out. I placed my cock on the crack of her ass and blew a huge load all over her back and up into her hair. She collapsed on the floor breathing hard. I looked over at Renee and Mark they started to clap. Paula burst out in the giggles and asked for me to clean off her back. It was a great night, we shared more sex and more orgasms. Mark and I got to DP both girls and we were both treated to two girl BJs. By sunrise we were physically exhausted. We went up to Renee's room and fell onto her bed. It was only a queen so it was a little tight for 4, but we made the best of it.

Do you like the taste of cum....? SeXStoRY

Does anyone here like the taste of cum as much as I do? How warm it feels on my lips and tongue. The texture of it. The consistency of it. I love nothing more than the feeling as I suck a man's cock and tease his balls and stroke his shaft as I can feel his load rising in his cock. His pace quickening. His breathing getting faster and faster. His pulse racing...and his gutteral moans as he releases his load and shoots it on me and in me. And the feeling as I feel his cum hit my cheeks and face, almost causing me to cum as well. How aroused I get at his arousal. My maleclit getting hard itself. I have come to realize that one of my favorite positions, maybe my most favorite position, is to be on the floor between a man's spred legs. His hard cock standing before me. How truly subservient and sumissive I feel as I begin to slowly kiss the inside of his thighs and abdomen and nibble on his balls. How wild with excitement I get as I like the underside of his balls with my tongue as I begin to stroke his shaft with my fingers and hands. And the intense pleasure the first time I take a new cock in my mouth, closing my eyes as I focus on the feeling of his hard cock entering past my painted lips, slowly taking more and more and more until the head of it hits against the back of my throat and my nose touches against his stomach....and teasing his ballsack with my freshly manicured and painted fingernails. God, it is sooo exciting. I love being a slut and I love having a man in my mouth. I love feeling his cock grow and grow as I give him my full attention and devote myself to making him hard, to exciting him. And I love when he calls me his whore, his slut. That he tells me that he owns me. For at that moment he truly does as I would do anything, anything to please him and make him release his load to me. Anything. I have come to realize how good it feels to wear panties and stockings and a bra while I suck a man's cock. How good the stockings feel on my shaved legs. How wonderful the panties feel as they hold back my straining cock. And how the bra rubbing against my sensitive nipples excites me. My whole body tingles when I suck his cock and I just want him to like what I am doing and to please him because to me, that is my one role. I have come to realize how much I like to suck a cock anonymously. Knowing absolutely nothing about the man who I am sucking other than focusing my attention on his cock. That is why I love adult book stores and dark movie theaters for they are the most anonymous of all. Just me and his cock. His wonderful and magnificent cock. I just can't get enough cock. I just can't get enough cum. I love being high, seemingly out of my body, as I suck it and lick it, my body almost shaking with delight. As I write this I have just put up an advertisement on craigslist to hook up with men, under t4m and m4m. And since I have started writing this story I have already gotten eight responses. "Hello. How far south of Pitts are you, and can you host? Am a super nice, VERY safe, sane, ddf and discreet mwm, 53, 5'8", 173, hwp avg body, short beard, nice 7"+, that enjoys being sucked off and swallowed occasionally by another safe, no pressure guy." "6c thick here avail now and can travel where in the sh your pic looks great cute slut you are" "I'm 50 5'11'' stocky, 215lbs, Italian, attractive, versitale bi, br hair and eye, sports a goatee, 7' thick cut, str8 acting, must be discrete, clean, safe, disease free and u b 2." I just imagine what their cocks must look like. Imagine what there cocks will taste like. And Imagine what it will feel like when they shoot there loads in me and on me. The feel. The smell. My reward for being a good little slut. I just love being a cumslut for men.

My first audition… SeXStoRY

Let me tell you about the interview. Ok, so, the guy started asking me about my course work and general stuff. He seemed really nice. A good listener. Then eventually we came around to the modelling work. Yes, porn. I knew it! The job offered £1200 a day, so I thought it wouldn’t hurt to listen to him, but before I knew it I was on my knees taking his dick out of his pants. Read the rest at my blog: http://hotchloe.limewebs.com/